August 6, 2010
testing the waters
Today I was at the pool with Baby Swiss and some friends and their kids.
See, we go places other than Chick-fil-A.
There was a little girl – probably 10ish years-old who was there. She was waving at Baby Swiss, so I tried to strike up a conversation for them.
I tried to get Baby Swiss to tell the girl her name, but she must have thought I was asking her to tell me the girl’s name and she started saying the name of her birth mom.
Now, to be fair this girl did look a little bit like she could be a pre-teen version of Baby Swiss’s birth mom and had her hair in a similar style to what T’s was most of this summer.
So, what’s the verdict:
Long lost younger sister of T, or does my kid need to be around more black people?